Minecraft Library

I've been working on a library for a time now, and I really wanna show off. Because that's my jam. Not literally. I don't have my own jam. I would love to have my own jam, though. It would be a mix between blueberries and raspberries. Because those are my favourites. Yum.

Maybe a little bit of mango. Although that would probably taste like ass.
Full disclosure, though, I don't actually know what ass taste like.

Mango is extremely nice. Like. It fits into everything. Salads... Smoothies... Probably tacos. Let's be honest, mango is like the best thing. Except blueberries. Because blueberries are even more amazing. Though a little less versatile.
Slightly less.
Marginally less.

Only marginally.

I went off on a little tangent there.
I did this legit. Except the roof. I couldn't be arsed falling off that roof over and over. So I cheated. Not that I needed to, but because I really wanted to.
Oh yeah, and the floor. Because clay is like seriously endangered in this world. So naturally I have cheated most of the brick roads as well. I like my things looking nice.
Well, semi-nice. In my opinion, anyway.

Right. I tried making the roof once, but it looked absolutely all too flat, so I had to redo it. Now it looks... I don't know, maybe a little better, but I think it looks a little oversized now. I really cannot be bothered to fix it now, though. I finally finished!

I spent very long on the dimensions on this. Had to build and rebuild a lot, which was a lot of work seeing as I did most of it legitimately. A lot of jumping around like a madman. I need a break after this. Though it does feel like a million times more rewarding to do it semi-legitimately.

I watched the entirety of Cuckoo (which is amazing. Everyone should watch it because AMAZING) as well as some of Scream whilst finishing this monster.

Library of death and decay, like in Doctor Who! Only Minecraft won't allow us to spawn a million Vashta Nerada to casually murder anyone who walk into it.

Hey, that would be amazing for servers with many players. It would keep people from griefing or stealing.Well I suppose griefing only would make the monster spread... Or would it? I'm not sure any more. I should probably Google it.

Apparently the Vashta Nerada are "even on Earth" in the Doctor Who universe. Awesome. "Though swarms were not usually that aggressive." Which is cool. So that means I need to cut down a forest where they "dwell" to piss them off royally and make books of their trees.

Sorted.

I mean all of this is strictly hypothetical, of course. I wouldn't want harm on anyone... At all... No. Of course not...

Anyway, after a lot of faffing and doing and redoing I finally ended up with a semi-finished looking library.
I wish it looked a little more "WOAH! GIANT ASS LIBRARY!!" rather than "OH LOOK, OUR LOCAL LIBRARY!!" but all in all I am happy with the result.

When I grow up, I want a library.
So actually, when I grow up, I want to be absolutely reeking with money. Stinking rich. Filthy rich. All sorts of unhygienic-ness related to rich-ness.
That's me. Or that's what I'd like to be. That rich.

Holy shit, is that why they call it so many dirt related things? Because rich people are actually really unhygienic? Did I just uncover this giant illuminati-theory on rich people? I am sure I did. Positive, in fact.

So if people start rubbing themselves with anchovies, garlic and cheesy puffs they magically start making a lot more money?
I think that sounds like a fool-proof plan to winning life.
Someone should test it and get back to me on this.

Right I think maybe too many tangents have been drawn... Can you say that? Anyway, it's time to say goodnight, cheerio and auf wiedersehen! Pip pip!

Birthday Blues

Definitely haven't got any of those around here, that's for pretty damn sure!
Having your birthday in a kindergarten is like being worshipped for a day. It was insane. I have the best colleagues! :) I'm not saying being worshipped is bad, nono. Everyone should worship me.
I am your God.
Worship me!

Anyway, I wanted to show my amazing kindergarten spoils, because they were amazing.

Right, not only was the first thing I saw when I got there today balloons and the amazing crown of amazingness, but I also got cake and a present! I did not expect that! They are so lovely!

Apparently my nerd has been showing, so I was given a Star Wars glass X) Which is amazing. Plus a lip balm and a facemask! I can't wait to treat MA FACE!
Literally.
Because it is a face... Mask...
Hey, man, Sahara sure is dry this time of the year..!

It was wrapped in the shape of a house, which is amazing. They are such creative bunnies!
And the cake! Holy shit the cake was good! I had to physically restrain myself from eating the whole fucking thing by myself! Like, genuinely. So fucking good.

AND LOOK AT THIS!! THAT CROWN! Haha!
This fucking crown!
I've got the important details on it as well.
Kaptein Sabeltann and Kardemommeby!
Hell yes!

They know me so well <3

When I got home I was given a surprise as well. Been properly spoiled today, I have! I have amazing friends.
Erika was only cooking me dinner WITH desert! The lovely little shit! I do love that crazy person! Was tasty as all buggering hells as well!

Plus a fourleaf clover for luck! Which one can always appreciate! I mean turning down luck is just a little silly to be honest."Oh yeah, no I'd absolutely love a million years of bad luck, me! I am festooned with ill fortune! Brilliant!" No! Nobody in their right minds would do that!
Heh... Festooned...
Lovely thought passing it on, though!

Maren and her had gotten kit-cat a present too! Which is amazing! Cat is naturally sceptical at the moment, but I think it definitely will be a winner in the future! It is brilliant!


I have some wonderful people in my life! I mean that is apparent in every-day situations as well, but, you know.
Lovely people.

Love and love and love!

Chez Maria. (aka, Maria's crib)

Woah woah woah! Welcome to my crib, cuz! Aaaa-yeah!
Today we have a... Nah I can't be arsed on taking that "crib joke any further". It's a little exhausting.

Anyway, let us begin. ALLEZ!
MY ROOM! I am well happy with my little cave. My "woman cave", as I'd like to call it. Because I am classy like that. My Classy Hole, if it were. Because it is so tiny.
Tiny, tiny class-hole. Like in WoW! They will be getting class holes. Not like mine, but not TOTALLY unlike mine.

So I just set up that black plank-shelf-fuck on the wall the other day (thank you Erika!) and it's totally crooked and if anyone has any tips as to how to make it less crooked, please tell me. I need the answer to that life-riddle! Such riddle, much amaze. Anyway, that was my hole. My hole is a little messy, but that's OK. It's only on the internet.

Outside is the kitchen and dining room. Easy access, you know. With the night-feasts. If you know what's good for you, night-feasts are definitely it. Feasting upon unhealthy (or healthy, depending on what kind of freak it is) food at ungodly hours of the night? Best thing ever.
Speaking of... I think I need a snack. Nay, a feast. A feast for the soul.

Or maybe not. Making food is a chore. I want a personal chef. I am petitioning for a personal chef. That wants to cook for me for free. I wish slavery was allowed.... (NB: I DO NOT ACTUALLY WISH SLAVERY WAS REAL.)



















Ah, the Throne Room. Or Throne Rooms as it is in this case. THAT'S RIGHT! We've got two crapperoonies! It is amazing. You can have a marathon shit! Room-to-room shitting! We always have at least 3 rolls ready in case there is such an event. Or an emergency. Prepare for everything, as they say. I take this very seriously. Especially when it comes to toilets. You never know when the gates of Hell open their gates! I am in such a classy mood tonight.

Then there is the Halls of Reflection. Where you can go and reflect upon your person. Or your... No I can't even make up (heh, unintentional pun. Ish. I mean you have to use... mirrors... Nevermind.) bad mirror jokes. It's getting late and there are a lot of pictures to go. I need to save up my wit and amazingness for the rest of the shizzwazz.

Living room is where all the Boobarella-watching is happening. All the Boobarella action. Now, please let me direct your attention to the lamp.
Please observe the lamp.

The lamp is observable. 

Guess who made that shit happen!

OH YES, YOURS TRULY!
I did that. I couldn't keep it in any more. I had to spoil it.
Me.
Maria. 

The beast!

I am the handiest person everyone knows.

Right. That was my crib. It's starting to feel like home now as well, which is nice. I forgot about the two terraces, but they aren't all that interesting at the moment. One holds our laundry and the other a lot of sofa cushions. Because we can't be arsed buying outside furniture. But it's OK, because they are really comfortable.
Anyway, it's getting rather lengthy now, so I will END TIME ITSELF! You know how it is.